When Tristan got back that night, he made sure that all the curtains were drawn and I went to make dinner. We all sat around the kitchen table eating it and Austin hooked in like he was starving.
“We gotta get some muscle back on this boy. He’s lost a lot since he’s been gone. And lost a bit of weight.” I said.
“If you’re gonna be cooking every night then I will definitely be putting the weight back on. I forgot what your cooking was like.” Austin said.
“Well, there’s a gym in the packhouse here. So, that’s how I’ve been staying in shape. I think you better start using it as well. The rest of the pack can’t see you looking like this.” I said.
“And you definitely need to shave.” Tristan added. And I started laughing.
“Yeah. I just wasn’t going to say that.” I said.
“I’ll do that
